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About Houston

What gets me ragin’? The sleazy bastards runnin’ it. Pimpin’ ain’t management—it’s slavery with extra steps. “You’re a disgrace!” I’d yell, spittin’ in their faces. But the workers? Some are tough as nails—surprised me, honestly. Met this bird, Ruby, in a dodgy London flat—swore she’d knife anyone who crossed her. Respect, love, but fuckin’ hell, what a life.

Maison Delano Paris

I must admit, my job’s nudged me into secret corners of Delano. There’s a hidden rooftop on Baker St. where the cityscape looks like a crumpled masterpiece. It’s like a scene from Timbuktu: “We are witnesses to an ephemeral dance.” Yeah, I know – deep, right? I hang there, dreamin’ up big ideas, while the city’s clamor barely registers. Just me, the stars, and my endless inner monologue – quirky and a bit mad.

Community gathers in Delano park to remember Cody Harris with plaque and 'Tree of Life'